Without any more trash talk, Black Jeanne immediately waved the flag, signaling all the servants to take action.

The battle began here.

Neither Mary nor Amadeus could be considered combat servants, but they both showed amazing resilience in this short battle. Their Noble Phantasms never stopped after they were activated. The summoned glass kept pouring down at will, and the harsh music enveloped the battlefield all the time, interfering with the enemy servants’ fighting will.

No need to worry about minor injuries, no matter how serious the injuries are, they just fight with all their might, just to stop Black Jeanne d’Arc and the others in place.

Even if the opponent was a servant in a berserk state, one couldn’t help but feel a sense of admiration for them.

“What a strong will, what a fearless fighting style… If you hadn’t appeared in this state, I would really like to have a good talk with you and consider whether it is possible to recruit you into my fold.”

Seeing this scene, Vlad III seemed to regain his sanity briefly. There was admiration in his eyes, but his tone was full of regret.

Now he has no choice. Even if he feels sorry for it, he has no ability to resist Black Jeanne’s orders.

After all, even a saint like Martha could hardly resist Black Jeanne’s frenzy control.

With Dion looking reluctant, Mary and the glass white horse under her crotch were knocked away by Dion.

“Well–“

After rolling two or three times on the ground, Mary managed to steady herself. Then she pulled her white horse to her feet again without stopping for a moment.

“Is there actually a day when someone calls me stubborn? It may be a little inappropriate, but I am really happy about it.”

There were wounds on her delicate body, her gorgeous clothes were soaked with blood, and her face was smeared with dust mixed with blood like a big tabby cat, but Mary’s smile was still bright, sparkling like a gem.

“But the duty of a star is to give light to others. As long as everything I do can help Joan of Arc and the little master, even if my life will be as short as a bubble, I will bloom with joy until I wither.”

“So until this is over, I won’t let you take even one step forward!”

Mary rode her horse forward again, blocking Camilla’s sneak attack from behind.

Not far away on the other side.

“That’s enough! How long are you going to play this awful music?”

Samson looked at the man in front of him with gritted teeth, wishing he could kill him with a single blow.

Samson was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan when he saw Queen Mary with several serious wounds on her body from afar.

I am the only one who can kill her! Can you guys please get out of here?

If Samson had enough strength, it would not be impossible for him to chop down his teammates as well.

“Ahem… For guys like you who don’t have any musical talent, of course, bad music is more suitable. If you want to listen to good music, please go to hell.”

Amadeus forced a smile. His condition at the moment was even worse than Mary’s. After all, they were both dealing with multiple servants each. Being able to hold on for some time was already an extraordinary performance.

After saying this, Amadeus activated his treasure once again, knocking down Atalanta’s rain of arrows in mid-air, and incidentally disrupting the movements of the wyverns, causing them to stagger and fall again.

Judging from Amadeus’s skillful movements, this scene must have occurred more than once.

“…Just like Maria said, I won’t let you interfere with the rear, especially you, Samson. I will always keep an eye on you. Don’t try to find a chance to go to Maria’s side!”

Amadeus said with a smile.

If you don’t look at the blood at the corner of his mouth, it would be really handsome.

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I didn’t have the energy to study today, so I took a rest. Therefore, I typed a few more words. This chapter has more than 3,000 words.

Chapter 100 Baptism Progress – %

“…When it comes to being persistent, you guys should be better, right?”

Looking at the two people who were trying desperately to stop her, Black Jeanne’s eyes flashed with an unclear light.

However, Black Jeanne quickly put aside this useless emotion and put her signature sarcastic smile on her face again.

“But this is the best you can do – Fafner, burn that village girl over there to ashes!”

Fafner, who had been keeping a low profile, heard the order from Black Jeanne d’Arc. She roared and then gathered up the burning dragon breath in her mouth, aiming it at the position of Lin Qi and the other two.

Fafnir is a higher level dragon species than Ratask. Even its ordinary dragon breath has the effect of a treasure. Combined with its hard scales, it is like a heavy mobile turret. Conventional servants are no match for it.

The battlefield was illuminated by a dark and scorching light, and Mary and Amadeus were powerless to intervene.

Farna’s action was quite big, and Joan of Arc was distractedly paying attention to the situation on the battlefield, so how could she not see it?

Does it seem like we have reached this point?

Joan of Arc, who had expected this, was not surprised but rather quite calm.

“Mr. Georgos, the rest of the baptism is left to you.”

The baptism was more than half completed, and the rest could be completed by Georgos alone.

After getting Georgis’s consent, Joan of Arc picked up the flag beside her and prepared to stand up.

The other hand was suddenly grabbed tightly.

Turning around, I saw Lin Qi’s actions as expected.

The last human Master was looking at him with stubborn eyes, and his outstretched hand showed no sign of loosening.

As the baptism progressed, the burden on the body gradually disappeared, and Lin Qi’s consciousness finally returned to normal.

But who knew that I would face this situation as soon as I woke up?

Even though the thoughts in his mind were tangled like a tangled mess, Lin Qi still reacted instinctively.

But in the face of Lin Qi’s retention, Joan of Arc did not say anything, but just looked at Lin Qi gently.

Why are you looking at me like this? You can even say something…

Under Joan of Arc’s gaze, Lin Qi’s eyes began to fluctuate uncontrollably, and his hands gradually lost strength, and finally fell to the ground due to gravity.

As if he had lost all his strength, Lin Qi lowered his head.

Joan of Arc gently rubbed Lin Qi’s hair.

Then he turned around firmly, holding the flag and standing between Farna, Lin Qi and Giorgios.

“I am such an unqualified Servant. I broke my promise at a time like this after we had already made an agreement…”

Joan of Arc silently apologized in her heart, but did not look back. Instead, she raised the flag in her hand high and smiled.

“But isn’t that what a heroic spirit is? Coming back from the past to the present, paving the way for those who can reach the more distant future. Isn’t there anything more romantic than this?”

Golden light shone down from the flag, and in this brilliant light, Joan of Arc’s smile seemed to penetrate people’s hearts.

The passionate voice spread throughout the battlefield, allowing everyone to hear it clearly.

“Of course, there couldn’t be anything more romantic than this!”

Mary responded without hesitation.

“Yeah, that’s really well said. Even I can’t help but feel excited!”

Amadeus shook his head and sighed.

Both of them were in a very miserable state at the moment, but they had bright smiles on their faces, as if they were not the ones who were beaten like this.

At some point, all the servants fell silent, only the movements of their hands did not stop due to the frenzy.

“Ah, this is Joan of Arc! The real Joan of Arc, the Joan of Arc you’ll never forget once you’ve seen her!!!”

Seeing this scene, Gilles de Rais was so excited that he raised his hands high and tears flowed down his face.

Black Joan of Arc’s defense was broken, especially after hearing what Jill said, she became furious.

“Farrna, what are you doing! Speed ​​up! Speed ​​up! Use your maximum strength to burn them all to ashes!”

Black Jeanne roared.

Fafnir faithfully carried out Black Jeanne’s orders, and her magic power accumulated faster and more.

It seems that Farner can’t take care of two commands at the same time, and the speed is obviously a little slow.

“So don’t worry. We will open up a path for you in this dark wilderness that is wide enough for people to walk on. Just go forward and go to a place farther than we can reach!”

“My flag, protect my compatriots!”

“[Luminosite Eternelle]!”

As Joan of Arc finished her chant, a pale golden light spread out, blocking the front and back of Joan of Arc.

Fafnir finally exhaled her dragon breath, and the scorching magic power tore through the air like a falling star, and hit the treasure created by Jeanne heavily.

“Well–“

Almost instantly, Joan of Arc was forced back two steps by the terrifying attack, and the light golden light began to shake dangerously.

If it was Jeanne d’Arc in her prime, it would not be too difficult for her to block the dragon’s breath. But now Jeanne d’Arc is just a half-crippled servant. It is not certain whether her original EX-level magic resistance still has C-level, and even her Noble Phantasm is incomplete.

But Joan of Arc was not afraid. She stared straight ahead with her blue eyes and tried her best to block out Farner’s breath.

Looking at Jeanne’s back, Lin Qi, who had seen it all, finally burst into tears.

Joan of Arc’s figure standing in front was so dazzling and hot, but Lin Qi felt as if his heart was being cut by a knife.

His nose felt sore and his heart seemed to be pulled up, waves of pain hit Lin Qi’s brain.

Didn’t Lin Qi foresee this situation? As a somewhat pessimistic person, how could he not have thought of it?

only–

“But why did all this happen so quickly…”

Tears blurred vision.

Everything happened too fast, and never stopped for a moment because of Lin Qi’s prayers.

Even though Lin Qi had prayed over and over again in his heart.

It was only three days, not even three days from the time he met Joan of Arc, but this girl became the boy’s lifelong salvation.

To others this may seem a bit exaggerated.

But for Lin Qi, there is no doubt about it.

This girl was the first person Lin Qi met after he recovered from his injuries in Chaldea as if he had been abandoned by the world.

Just like falling off a cliff and being suddenly grabbed by someone, no one could imagine Lin Qi’s surprise and relief when he saw the girl.

It was this girl who pulled him out of the abyss of despair, it was this girl who was the first to not despise his current appearance, it was this girl who listened to his inner thoughts all night long…

If possible, Lin Qi really wanted to be more selfish and hold Joan of Arc’s hand tightly.

Lin Qi stretched out his hand with the Command Seal and raised it in front of him.

“Command Spell——Please help this noble soul to carry out her will——”

boo——

A flash of scarlet light disappeared, and one of the three command spells on the back of Lin Qi’s hand was lost.

With the use of the Command Spell, the shaky golden light in front became much more stable.

Feeling the pure magic power suddenly appearing in her body, Joan of Arc, who was still gritting her teeth to hold on, couldn’t help but raise the corners of her mouth.

Without hesitation, Jeanne poured all her magic power into the Noble Phantasm.

In the distance, Black Jeanne was still urging Fafnir to increase her firepower.

The golden light continued to fight against the dark breath, and the entire battlefield was divided into two parts by these two lights.

Maybe a few minutes? Ten seconds? A few seconds? Lin Qi had no idea how long this unbalanced confrontation lasted.

But Lin Qi could clearly see the light that gradually shrank from ten meters to one meter.

The golden spots of light were floating around, and the sweat was burned dry as soon as it appeared. The armor on her hands had already been blown away by the burning magic power, and her sleeves were also burned into tatters, revealing the girl’s white arms.

“Oh, I think I forgot to say goodbye…”

Joan of Arc thought in a trance and turned her head slightly, but she only had time to smile.

It disappeared in the scorching breath, leaving only a flag still standing.

Baptism progress—100%.

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